Every tree has got her root

And every girl forbidden fruit

And got her demons

And the path I chose to go

A different girl so long ago

I had my reasons

And she's in my head so loud

And screaming,

“Shouldn't you be proud of what you came from?"

“Oh you've been crippled and you've walked and

You've been shut up and you talked

So let's talk some more”

(One, two, three

The flashback to get me

On a one, two, four

The threat of the memory)

Where is the hand

For me to reach?

Where is the moral

I'll ever teach myself?

In all the black (black)

In all the grief (grief)

I am redeemed

And it's ripping at my heart

Because I'm dodging all the darts

And on a slow train

And then I'll wear it 'til it tatters

And it shatters on the floor

In instant replay

Oh, we're all rotten

And we're pure

And we're just looking for the cure

That feels like spring snow

And all we have is who we are

And where we been got us this far

So let me go

Where is the hand

For me to reach?

Where is the moral

I'll never teach myself?

In all the black (black)

In all the grief (grief)

I am redeemed

Well

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Where is the hand

For me to reach?

Where is the moral

I'll never teach myself?

In all the black

In all the grief

Through all the pain

And unbelief

These are the words

That they all scream

I am redeemed